Date: Tue, 18 Jun 2002 21:54:00 +0000
From: Jeffrey Fletcher <jeffyrks@hotmail.com>
Subject: Countrymen Part 14

This story contains consenting sex between adult males.  If it is illegal
to read such material where you live, or you dislike such material, then
surf elsewhere.  The first section also contains a description of sex
between a man and a women, if this is in any way distasteful to you, or
offensive, then do not read that section.  All the characters are entirely
fictitious.  Thanks for the encouraging emails that I have received.  They
are one of the rewards in writing such stories.  I believe I have replied
to all who have done so.  My email is jeffyrks@hotmail.com

Resume:- Phil, the narrator, a man in his 60s has met Colin, and begun a
sexual friendship with him.  Colin is a member of a small gay group, called
the Countrymen, and wants Phil to become a member.  He has met the other
members, Kevin a man in his 20s, who had a hard time at school, Archie, or
Vic, who is the local Church of England Vicar, and Tom, an older man, who
spent all his working life as a farm labourer, and in a long standing
relationship with Colin.  This part continues Tom's stories.

1.  The Butcher from Bradford 1.
2.  The Butcher from Bradford 2.
3.  The Butcher from Bradford 3.
4.  Tom's marriage.
5.  At the Farm.
6.  In the woods.
7.  At the Pub.

The Countrymen Part 14.

1. The Butcher from Bradford 1

Tom told many stories.  I heard at least three versions of a story
involving a butcher from Bradford.  I don't think there were three
different butchers from Bradford.  There is too much in common in the
various versions.  But Tom is Tom, and if there is some embellishment of
the truth, so what!  Those readers who are skilled in such matters may like
to do some source criticism, and say which is the original, or even which
parts are the original. [That is not an invitation to readers - Jeff]


"I remember once, shortly after I'd come out of t'army I was `itch `iking
home from Bradford.  It were quite late, certainly it were dark.  But it
were a clear, and fairly warm night.
  Anyway there were a bright moon.  Now if you're hitching a lift it's
important to be on a stretch of road where the driver can get a good look
at you, and can pull up easily.  If you're `itching at night they like to
be able to get as good a look at you as possible.

"Anyway on this night I were out on the road thumbing for a lift, and along
came this small van.  I thumbed `im, and `e slowed down trying to get a
good look at me.  Then a few yards on he pulled into t'side.  I ran to
catch `im up, he opened t`window, `Where's you going, lad?' he asked.  I
named my home village.  `I'm going near there.  `Op in.'  So I gets in.

"So off we go.  We get talking, as you do.  `Where you from?  What you do?'
You know the usual.  He were one of those drivers who liked to keep `is
`and on the gear stick.  Well, the road is quite twisty, and he were
flinging `is van around.  Going round one turn my knees swung over and
touched `is `and.  He didn't do nothing that first time.  Second time, as
me knee came over, he put `is `and out onto my knee.  I thought to mesen
[myself] - `what's going on `ere'.  He left `is `and there for a little
while, and then put it back on the knob at top of the gear lever.  Through
this time I noticed `im rubbing `is thumb over the top, like a guy
sometimes does with a nice big prick.  Next bend I let my knee go against
`is `and, and again `e puts `is `and on me knee.  This time `e starts
gently rubbing it.  This time I looked at him, and he glanced at me.  `E
grinned.  `Like that, lad?'  `Yea,' I said.  He proceeded to rub my knee,
but whenever e' `ad to take `is `and off to change gear, `e would put it
back on my knee just a little `igher up.  Course you know what were
`appening."

"Yes, we know what you're like, Tom," said Kevin, with a laugh.

"Well this guy looked down at me crotch.  `I see you're getting excited,
lad.'  `Yea, so what?' I replied.  `So am I,' `e said.  So `e grabs my `and
and places it on his crotch.  I could feel `e were well endowed.  That's
the expression, ain't it, your divineship?"

"Yes, Tom," said Archie.  "You mean he had large cock."

"I don't know what's happening these days," said Tom in mock horror.  "Such
filthy language from a man of t'cloth.  I'll write to t'bishop.  Any way
this guy started feeling my cock.
  `You've got a nice one there, lad.'  `e says.  `Yours is alright too,' I
replied.  He then started undoing me buttons, and trying to put `is `and
in.  Trouble was there was a lot of bends and `ills so `e `as to keep
taking `is `and out to change t'gear.  `I think we need to do this
properly,' e says.  He then pulls alongside into a gate way leading into a
wood.  Remember there weren't no lay bys in them days, certainly not on
quiet country roads.

"As soon as we'd stopped `e got `is `and into me, and pulled out me cock.
I set to, and got `is un out as well.  `Is were huge.  It were a great long
and thick chunk of lovely uncut cock.  Even though `e were fully `ard, `is
foreskin still covered `alf o `is tip.  `I want to screw you, lad,' he
said, `Are you into that?'  `Fine by me,' I said.  `We'll do it outside
then.'  We both opened our doors, and got out.  `E came round to me
side. `Is cock were standing out like a bloody flag pole.  I could see it
pale in the moonlight.  `E came and undid me belt, and pushed me trousers
down.  `E played around with me cock,
  and felt me bum.  Then `e turned me round.  `Bend over t'bonnet so I can
get at yer,' `e said.  I did as `e said.  `My, you've got a nice young bum.
I'm going to enjoy mesen.'  I `eard `im spit several times.  I think `e wet
`is cock, and then `e applied `is spit to my hole.  Then I felt his cock.
He pushed, ard and steady like."

"Did it hurt," asked Kevin.

"Yes, it did for a bit.  But once it were in it were great.  `E gave me a
really good doing.  `E made me come twice before `e shot `is load.  It were
great."

"Didn't any cars or anything come along the road while you were doing it?"
asked Archie.

"One or two, but we was behind the van.  When we was both pressed into the
van they wouldn't `ave seen much in the moment that their headlights might
`ave caught us.  It were great. I enjoyed it.  `E were a butcher from
Bradford.

2.  The Butcher from Bradford. 2.

"One evening I were hitch hiking back from Bradford.  I'd `ad one lift that
had taken me about half way."

"How far out of Bradford was your village?" asked Archie.

"It were about twenty five to thirty miles.  Quite a way.  This guy in a
car `ad given me a good lift, but it were late, and there were still ten
miles or so to go.  I knew that at that `our, I might not get a lift, so I
set out to walk.  I were young then, and though it'd take me a while, I
were fit.  There was I walking along.  It were really quite a good night.
There were a moon, and some clouds, so sometimes I were walking in bright
moonlight and at t'other times it were darker.  I `ad some rubber soled
shoes on, so I was walking quite quiet like.

"I had walked about a couple of miles or so, when I sees ahead of me a
small van parked at t'side of road.  I first thought some guy 'ad broken
down.  Then I thought perhaps it's a lad and lass going in for some
canoodling.  I `ad to pass the van, and I wondered what `d see.  Then as I
got close to van, the moon came out from behind a cloud, and I saw a guy
standing facing the hedge taking a piss. `Is piss twinkled in the
moonlight.  It must `ave been a mighty big one, `cause he were still
pissing as I got closer, I could `ear `is piss on the ground.  That made me
want to piss straight away.  `E still `adn't `eard me, so I gave a slight
cough to let `im know I were there.  He jumped, and `is piss sprayed
around, still continuing to pour out of `im.  `You made me jump,' `e said,
and continues with what were doing.  ` `Earing and seeing you makes me want
to take a leak too,' I says.  So I turned into the hedge, and promptly
started pissing.  So there we were, two strangers about four feet appart
pissing into t'hedge by a road in t'middle of Yorkshire in t'middle of
night.  `E stopped afore me, and `e just stood there, slowly squeezing out
t'last drops.  I finished and did t'same.  `Cor, I needed that,' `e said,
`That's feels better, ready for anything now.'  Then `e turned slightly
towards me.  I were longing to see `is tackle.  I were always sort of
interested in guys tackle."

This remark brought laughter from the rest of us.

"He were a strange looking guy.  Bit taller than me."

"What was his tackle like?" asked Kevin.

"Kev lad, you've got a bloody one track mind.  If you want to know `e `ad a
big un.  A great uncut prick were hanging down out of `is trousers.  But
what struck me most about him were summat else.  `E couldn't've stopped a
pig in a ginnel.  [A ginnel = a narrow passage between buildings or walls.
i.e. he was bow legged] I've never seen a guy with such legs.  Must `ave
been bearing all the fucking weight of his tackle.  `E were holding `is
cock, and beginning to pull on it.  I knew then that `e were after a bit of
fun.  That were all right by me.  I turned fully toward `im, so `e could
see my gear.  I pulled at mesen [myself] two or three times.  `You've got a
nice one there, lad,' `e says.  `Yours is a good un as well,' I says.  `E
moved closer to me, and reached out and took `old of my cock.  I did t'same
to `im.  Then `e came really close and pressed our pricks together.  With
`is `ands he felt me bum.  I liked that.  `You've a nice arse, lad,' `e
said.  We felt each other, and then started putting our `ands in to feel
balls and so on.  `Is were huge.  Must `ave `ad a transplant from a bull.
`T'were no wonder `e `ad bow legs.  We loosened each others trousers, and
played with each others tackle.  `You into fucking, lad?'  `e asked.  `Yea,
sometimes, what about you?' I asked.  `I wouldn't mind it either way,' `e
said.  `Okay, then, who goes first?'  `I'll fuck you, and then you can fuck
me,' `e said.  I lent over bonnet of his van, and `e `ad a good go at me.
Then I did t'same to `im.  It were great.  `E were a butcher from Bradford.

3.  The Butcher from Bradford, 3.

"I were `itch `iking back from Bradford late one night, when this van pulls
up.  A guy unwinds t'window, and leans out of it.  `Where you going, mate?'
he says.  `I named my village.'  `We can help with that,' he says.  `E got
out of t'van, so I can get in.  It were one of them vans that ad one long
seat at the front.  It became illegal later.  I climbed in and sat next to
driver, and the guy who I'd spoken with got in after me.  The guy I'd
spoken to was about thirty, I should say.  The driver `e were older,
fifties I should think.  So there were I a sandwich between these two guys.
They asked me the usual questions about mesen.

"Then the younger guy asked t'other one, `What do you want to eat when we
get in?'  `Oh, just a sandwich, and a bit of that fruit cake.  And a pint
of bitter, of course,' answered the driver.  I thought they must be a
father and son.  Then the driver spoke, `You get the food, while I see to
the van, Alan, then we won't waste any time.  I'm in need of some shut
eye.'  `What do you want in them sandwiches, Bob?' asked the younger one.
I know that sometimes in modern families, sons call their Dads by their
christian name, but it weren't done in them days.  Now I began to doubt
whether they were father and son.  In my surprise out popped the question,
`Are you two father and son?'  They laughed, and both said `No.'  `Why?'
asked Bob.  `Well,' I said, `I'm puzzled.  You seem to live together, you
were talking about getting sandwiches and going bed.  Yet, you both use
your christian names.'  There was silence for a moment.  `We live
together,' said Bob quietly.  `Oh!' I said.  `Do you have some sort of
problem with that?' asked Alan.  `No....not at all.....far from it!'
`Good.  Yes, we know it is illegal.  We've lived together for five years.
Neighbours in our part of the world don't bother us.  Yes, we're sort of
partners, not just at work, but living together.  If it don't sound sloppy,
we're lovers.'  `I don't have any problem with that, far from it.  I know a
bit of what you mean.'  `You ever played around with a man?' asked Alan.  I
laughed, `Yea, many times.'  `That's fine then, tell us more,' asked Bob.
I told them a bit of my story."

"Just as well it was only a bit." said Kevin, "If you'd told them all
they'd've `ad to take you to John O'Groats and Lands End and back.  [John
O'Groats the most northerly point of mainland Scotland; Lands End, the
furthest south westerly point of England.]

"Kevin you slander me.  You make me out to be some sort of sex maniac."

"Well you have certainly done a lot of it in your life.  Have you ever
turned down an opportunity for sex with a man, Tom?" asked Kevin.

"Well I didn't turn this one down.  As I were telling a bit about mesen,
they both started rubbing their `ands on me thigh.  So I reached out my
`ands and put them on their thighs.  Our `ands all stroked `igher and
`igher.  Alan's `and got to me cock first.  Bob kept `aving to take `is
`and away to change gear.  I kept thinking `e were going to use me cock as
a gear lever.

"Bob made the suggestion.  `I think we should stop, so we can do all this
properly.'  He drove on for another mile, and then turned off for about
twenty yards on a track.  In a gate way `e turned the van round, so we was
facing back down towards the road.  `Let's get out, the nights not cold,'
said Alan.  We piled out of the van.  The two of them were on to me
straight away.  Four `ands undoing trousers and getting pants down.  `ands
up feeling me tits.  I just `ad two `ands for them both.  Soon the three of
us were standing with our trousers and pants off, and just our tops on.
Bob knelt down, and started giving me a smashing blow job.  Alan came round
behind me, and I felt `is prick lying up my crack.  `E whispered in my ear,
`I want to go all the way, Tom.'  `Go on then.'  He pulled away to
lubricate both of us, and then I felt `is cock pushing into me."

"What sort of cocks had they got, could you see?" asked Kevin.

"It were dark.  I couldn't tell whether they were cut or not.  But they
were both pretty big.  So I `ad Alan screwing me for all `e was worth, and
Bob sucking me.  `E were so soft and gentle with it.  It weren't long
before I said, `I'm going to shoot.'  Cuming as a word for it came later.
  Bob just continued to suck, and I shot me load into `is lovely gob.  That
triggered Alan off, `e shot off his load into me.

"Bob got to `is feet, `ow it's my turn to fuck you, Tom,' `e said.  I
stepped over to `van so I could lean against it.  Soon `e were in me.  `E
didn't last long, soon `e shot `is mighty load. When he pulled out, we
stood there, arms round each other, giving each other some kisses.  It were
great. They were butchers from Bradford.

4.  Tom's marriage.

One evening after we had had our time together, we were standing around in
the gang room drinking our cans of bitter, when Archie asked Tom a
question.  "Tom, it seems to me from all you've told us that you are
decidedly gay.  How come you got married, and perhaps more to the point
have stayed married?"

"Well, t'answer to that question is a long one, your reverence.  You must
remember that things was a lot different back in the 50s when I were a
young man.  I came back to my native village in the West Riding after doing
my National Service.  I went back to work on a farm.  Things were not like
they are now.  Now days you can see things on t'telly you'd never see in
them days.  Not that we `ad a telly.  Today you see bare boobs, bare bums,
and if you're lucky the odd cock or two.  Homosexuality is talked about on
t'radio, on t'telly, and you can read all about it in t'papers.  Couldn't
in them days.
  Oh yea, I know I `ad a lot of fun, but it were never talked about.

"When I got demobbed the pressure were on for me to get wed.  All me
friends were getting hitched."

"Even members of the gang?"

"Yea, even members of t'gang who I'd played around with a lot, they were
all getting wed."

"Was Michael still around?" asked Kevin.

"Some silly kid `ad split on im.  Went `ome and told `is folk what'd
`appened.  I were away, but `eard all about it when I got back.  The
balloon went up.  Meeting of t'parents.  As Michael were an `ero they
decided they did not want to get `im into real trouble, with police like.
So they gave `im an ultinatun.  `e were told to leave t'village within six
months, and to see none of t'lads."

"He wouldn't get away with it as lightly as that today," said Archie.

"No, as I was saying, things were different then.  I started doing things I
never did before I went into t'army.  started going along to t'pub.  I
started going with t'boys to dances."

"Did you still have fun with any of the old members of the gang?" asked
Kevin.

"Yea, at times.  But we `ad nowhere regular to meet.  It were all a lot
more difficult.  It were at a dance I met our Jenny.  There were these
dances on a Saturday night in t'village hall.  Hops I think we called them.
Not much when you think of what goes on today, but we enjoyed them.  There
were a group of lads and a group of lasses, and we sort of went around as a
gang.  Then we started pairing up.  I liked our Jenny, so I made sure I was
paired up with her.  We was all pairing up.  Its what was done then."

"I think it is still often done," remarked Kevin.

"We sort of became a regular item, so to speak.  I started walking her
`ome.
  It were the usual, holding `ands.  Then goodnight kiss in her porch.  Not
too long as her Dad were liable to come out looking for `er if we was a
little late.  `Er Dad `ad a temper.  Then our kisses got hotter.  Then one
night on the way to her house, we pulled off under a tree.  It were right
out of the light.  Never many lights in our village.  We started kissing.
She `ad her back to the tree, and I pressed into `er.  I think she must
`ave felt my cock `ard against `er.  I were getting quite roused.  And she
took me `and and pulled it up to `er breast.  I felt it."

"Did you like it?" asked Kevin.

"I should say, it really excited me."

"I've never touched a girl's tits," said Kevin rather ruefully.

"You've made up for that in all the cocks you've handled, my lad," said
Archie.

"I think I would rather feel a cock any day, but I wonder what it is like
to feel a tit," added Kevin thoughtfully.

"Well, Jenny knew I were getting roused up.  So she said, `That's enough
for tonight, Tom'.  She pulled my hand away, and we went off to `er `ome.
I know I were counting t'days until next Saturday.  I wanted to feel her
again.  Next Saturday she pulled me over to the tree."

"I bet you didn't take a lot of pulling," said Colin, "knowing you."

"No I didn't.  We kissed and I put my hand on her breast.  `Tom, Ive been
waiting for you to do that all week,' she said.  `So have I.'  `Do you want
to feel it proper?'  `Yes, please,' I said.  `Go on then.'  I undid the
buttons of her blouse and slipped my `and in, only to find she were encased
in a bra.  I felt it.  `Hold on a moment,' she said.  She reached round,
and undid her bra, and I felt it go slack.  My `and went in and I felt her.
It were great.  So soft, so smooth.  We started whispering sweet nothings
to each other.  Yea, I did like her.  Yea, I do still love her.  She's a
wonderful woman.  She's been a good wife, and a good mother to our bairns.

"We did that for several nights.  Then one night she reached down and felt
my prick.  `Tom, it's so big,' she said.  `Its all for you,' I said.

"All," said Archie.  "What sense of all.  All, every inch of your long
prick, or all in the sense of only for you?"

"Vic, you be being all vicarish.  You and your words.  You get me all
twisted up."

"Sorry Tom, I mustn't interrupt," apologised Archie.

She felt it through me trousers.  I nearly came, `ad to pull `er `and away.
  I cooled down a bit.  `Do you want to get it out?' I said.  `Yea,' she
answered.  I gave `er room to undo my flies, and I felt `er `and go in, and
`old my prick. Then she got it out.  `Tom, it's huge.  To think of that
long thing going into me!' she said.  `Is that what you'd like?' I asked.
`Yes, sometime soon.  Do you want to go the whole way?' she said.  `Yes,
very much!' I replied.  She were still `olding my cock, but that were all
too much, I came.  A great load of spunk came out, shot out, and then
drippled down over her `and.  She got the giggles with that. When she'd
calmed down she said, `Tom, I do want you to put it inside me.  I want you
to be my man!'  ` `nd I want you to be my woman!'

"Now I want you guys to get this right.  My Jenny ain't no gammerstang
[North Riding - immoral or wanton girl].  She weren't playing fast and
loose with other guys.  I were the first to `ave `er.  It were the way it
were done in them days.

"The next Saturday were the big day for our Jenny and me.  We slipped out
of t'dance early."

"Did you go to the tree?" asked Archie.

"No.  We went out of the village.  It were a lovely night, great big
`arvest moon, and still very warm.  We went to where there were an
`aystack.  It were well away from every thing.  I put my jacket on some
hay, and we sat down on it.  We were soon kissing and cuddling.  Cor, my
prick were `ard.  Jenny whipped off her blouse and bra, and for the first
time I could see `er tits fully and properly.  I kissed them, and nuzzled
by face between them.  There were lovely.  `Take your shirt off, Tom,' she
asked.  I took my shirt off, and undid my fly buttons.  I kissed her tits,
and put me `and up `er skirt.  I felt `er.  She were all damp, and I knew I
was as well.  She pulled off `er knickers and skirt and lay back.  I took
off my trousers and pants.  She took `old of me cock.  `Tom, its lovely.
It so `ard, and yet so velvety to touch.'  I got between `er legs, and
placed it in position.  I `ad to push a little, but not as much as you `ave
to push into a guy for the first time.  I pushed, it `urt `er a bit, and
then in it slipped.  I were right in.  We kissed.  I `ad the sense to keep
still because I didn't want to shoot my load too quick like.  We said `ow
much we loved each other.  Then I began to move, but I couldn't `old it, I
lost control and before you could say Jack Robinson I were shooting my
spunk into her."

"You didn't think of wearing a condom then?" asked Colin.

"No.  It were the way it were done then.  We didn't use no French Letters,
as we called them in them days."

"What do you mean, it was the way it was done then?" asked Kevin.

"It were the way we courted in them days in t'country. I wanted to be a
father of children.  You married to have kids to look after you in your old
age.  Us saying to each other we wanted to go all the way, was a way of
saying I want to marry you, without actually asking.  If you asked and she
said yes, and then you backed out, you could be `ad for breach of promise.
Guys were always reminding each other of that."

"Yes, I have heard of that," said Archie.  "You always make sure you do not
marry barren stock, especially it there is property involved, or some sort
of trade or skill to be kept in the family.  What Tom has described was the
usual way of going about these things in previous days.  The custom lasted
longer in the more rural areas."

"Did she catch on?" asked Kevin.

"Aye she caught on.  Six weeks later, she told me.  And we'd done it every
Saturday night in between."

"It must `ave been getting cold for doing it under haystacks," remarked
Colin.

"Yes, and often wet.  Often we did it standing up under a tree.  Six weeks
later she told me as we walked away from the dance, `Tom.  I hope what I'm
going to tell you makes you happy.  I'm going to `ave your bairn!' "

"Were you happy?" asked Archie.

"Course I were.  It were what we wanted.  We could now get wed."

"What did her folk say?" asked Colin.

"We told `er Dad together.  He just said, `I'm not surprised.  When you
thinking of getting wed?'  I think most of me mates did it like that.
There weren't no scandal, or anything like that."


5.  At the Farm.

One time Tom started the reminiscence.  "Do you remember, Colin, when you
was about six, when they came and put up the Dutch Barn?"

"Slightly.  Yea, I had to keep out of the way because it was dangerous, and
I wanted to watch what was going on.  Why do you ask?"

"Well I `ad some fun with one of the workmen who `elped put it up."

"What happened?"

"It were like this.  There were three guys who put it up.  They worked
quite `ard.  I got to know them a bit, after all I were always going past
doing this or that, part of me work for your Pa.  It were early on, when
they were laying t'foundations.  As I went by one of t'guys he were bending
down, and I got a great view of his builder's bum. Could see quite a way
down `is crack.  I thought to mesen, that's a nice arse, I'd like to get me
`ands on it, and even more me prick at it.  I kept going pass, so I could
get a good look.  `Ventually I decided to say summat.  `You've got a nice
builder's bum mate,' I said, softly like so none of t'others could `ear.
`E stood up, at once, `You think so?' `e said, and I saw `is eyes look me
up and down, and `specially at me landing gear.  `Yea, a nice one,' I
replied, and gently ran my `and over me gear.  `As you like it, I'll `ave
to think of charging you for viewing.' he said.  `E bent down and continued
with `is work.

"Later that day, he were the last of the men to leave.  `E `ad a motor
bike, like me.  So we talked a bit about our bikes.  `E rubbed `is crotch
once or twice, and I did the same.  But we continued talking bikes.  Then
`e looked at `is watch.  `Must be going.  See yer tomorow. ..I hope' With a
broad grin on `is face, `e started up `is bike and off `e went.

" `E were first guy to arrive t'next morning.  So we were able to talk.  It
were a wednesday, t'day you Dad used to take your mum into town.  My Jenny
used to collect you from school if I remember rightly?"

"Yes, that's right.  I had forgotten that.  I alwasy enjoyed tea with your
Jenny and your family.  They seemed so grown up to me."

"Well, I told this guy that the boss always went off with `is missus on a
Wednesday afternoon, and I were alone on the farm.  I said it with a smile,
and a slight rub of my crotch.  `Oh, I think I'll do a bit of overtime
then,' `e said.  I were watching for when the others went off.  They went
off quite early that day, about `alf past four.  As soon as they were gone,
I walked over to this guy.  `Ready for some overtime then?' I asked.  `Yea,
always ready for that.'  `Follow me,' I said."

"Where did you go then?" asked Colin.

"Where do you think?"

"Not that upstairs room in the old barn where...?" said Colin.

"Aye, I took `im up there."

"Tom, I always thought it was a special place between the two of us.  At
least until you took Phil, here, up there."

"It were our special place Colin.  But I had had this one bit of action up
there once.  As soon as we were up there we was at each other.  We `ad a
great session.  `E `ad a lovely cock.
   Thick with a huge amount of foreskin.  Even when `e were up `is tip were
almost completely covered."

"So what did you do?" asked Kevin.

" `E sucked me off, and then I sucked `im off.  It were great."

"Did you meet up with him again?" asked Archie.

"No.  But `e did tell me of a place where guys used to go to meet up and
have some fun.  Cruising place.  I could get there easily on me motorbike.


6.  In the Woods.

"Last time Tom, you told us about the guy who was building the Dutch Barn,
and that he told you about a cruising place.  Did you go? asked Kevin.

"Oh yea, I went.  Went many times.  I often used to go out for a run on
t'motorbike, `specially in summer time, when it were sunny and warm until
quite late.  I remember the first time I went.  I suppose I got there about
seven in t'evening.  It were just off a main road, up a lane.  There were a
wood on one side, and guys would park their car, or bikes there, and walk
up into the woods.  When I got there, that first time, there were a couple
of cars there, and I noticed a push bike stuck into the hedge.  I put me
`elmet and other gear in a pannier.  I were real nervous, I'd never done
anything like this afore."

Kevin laughed.  "You nervous at the possibility of sex!"

"I were. I'm really quite bashful and slow at coming forward."

We all laughed at that.

"Well what happened?" asked Vic.

"Your reverence, you is getting as bad as young Kevin `ere. `E must be
corrupting you.  You're as bad a `e wanting to hear what `appened.  I
walked in to the wood, like me builder friend `ad told me to.  I walked
slowly up through the wood, until I reached the hedge at the top.  I
suppose about `alf a mile or more.  I didn't `ear or see a soul.  `Fuck
this for a lark, this is a waste of time.'  I thought.  I turned to walk
back, but decided to go another way.  Just as well I did.  I were walking
very quietly and I `eard something.  I looked through t'bushes to one side,
and there I saw a couple of guys.  One were kneeling on the ground giving
t'other guy a good blow job.  `This is obviously the right place,' I
thought.  I crept away.  Didn't want to interrupt their fun.

"I `adn't walked more that ten yards when a guy dressed in shorts, and an
open necked shirt, looking like an ordinary cyclist comes towards me.
`Nice evening,' `e says.  `Yea,' I said.
  We stood for a moment, looking at each other.  We was standing about six
feet away from each other.  I think neither knew what quite to say.  `Come
`ere often?' `e asked.  `Me first time,' I says.  There were a pause.
`Come far?' `e asked.  `About thirty mile, on me motorbike.  And you?' I
asked.  `Only five and half miles, come on me push bike.  It seems very
quiet this evening,' `e said.  `Is it usually as quiet as this?' I asked.
`Usually on a fine evening like this there's several cars parked at the
bottom.'  `There's a couple of guys up there, ` I said nodding towards the
way I'd come.  `Enjoying themselves?' `e asked, taking a half step closer
to me.  `Looked like it,' I answered with a grin and moved slightly closer
to him.  `Do you come `ere often?' I asked.  `Bout every week or ten days
in the summer time, depending on the weather.  `You like what goes on? Like
what those guys back there are doing?' I asked, moving closer.  `That's why
I've come `ere.  Same for you?' `e asked.  `E moved anoter step closer, and
we looked at each other in the eye.
  It were at that moment we both knew we'd end up `aving fun together.  Our
eyes fell to look at each others crotch.  I were beginning to get it up,
and I saw a slight tenting in `is shorts.  We looked back at each other and
grinned.  `E stepped closer, and put `is `and on me crotch, and felt me
`ardening cock.  `That feels a good un,' he said.  I reached over and felt
`im.  `You've got a nice un tucked away in them shorts of yours,' I said.
We stood there feeling each others `ard cock.

"Lets move more into t'bushes.  More private like,' `e said.  `E led the
way a few yards deeper into some bushes.  There were some dense bushes. `E
found a small clearing, and turned, and put `is arms round me.  We kissed
and ground our crotches together.  I pushed me `ands down the back of `is
shorts so I could feel `is bum cheeks.  `I like that,' `e said.  `E then
reached to undo my flies, still buttons in them days.  `E undid them and
put `is `and in, and got `old of me cock.  I just starting pulling down `is
shorts.  They were `eld up by elastic.  I got `em down round `is knees, and
began to feel `is cock.

" `Lets `ave a proper look at each other,' `e said.  We pulled appart.  We
took off our shirts and put them down.  `E took `is shorts off, I just
pushed me trousers down.  `I'd `ave `ad to take me boots off to get me
trousers off.  `E were wearing plimsolls. [Rubber soled canvas sports
shoes]
   We looked at each other.  `E were about six inches taller than me.
Thick black wavy `air on `is head.  A small but thick patch of black `air
between `is tits, and one of the darkest, biggest and thickest jungles down
below.  Out of the jungle stood out `is solid cock.  It were big, though I
suppose we was both about the same size.  `Is cock `ad a massive `ead on
it.  It were a great mushrrom.  It was drooling a great thread of precum,
which was dropping off onto the ground between us.  I liked what I saw, and
from the look of `im `e were liking what `e saw.

"I reached out, and put my `and in the jungle to find `is balls, they were
completely hidden.  I soon found `em.  They was a good `andful.  I `eld
them, and lightly scratched their underneaths with my fingers.  `E groaned.
`Cor I like that,' `e said.  `E leaned forward, and we started kissing.  I
continued to play with `is cock and balls, and `e played with mine.

"We stood there doing that for quite a while.  Then we put our cocks
together, and `ands on each others bum, we just rubbed oursleves together.
Our kissing got `otter.  Our' `ands and fingers feeling into each others
crack.  It all got `otter and `otter.  I felt `is cock throb and against my
belly, and load after load of `ot cum shot out between us.  That set me
off.  The spunk seemed to pour out of me, great jets of it, joined `is, as
we stood there grinding ourselves together.

"We stood there panting.  Arms round each other, cock to cock, belly to
belly, cum mixing with cum.  We must `ave stood there for some time.  `That
were real good.  I really enjoyed that.  It were great,' `e said.  `Aye,' I
said, `Even simplest way with a nice guy is great.'

"When we pulled appart we was beginning to stick together.  Our bellies and
`air were covered in our cum, all nicely mixed up.  I had a `andkerchief to
clean missen, `e took `old of a nearby dock leaf to clean `imself.

"We walked down to where we'd left our bikes.  We said we'd look out for
each other again, we kissed goodbye, and off we went."

"Did you see him again,' asked Colin.

"Sadly, no."

"But you went again?" asked Kevin.

"Many times.  But I'm not telling you any more tonight.  Its alright for
you single blokes.  I've got a missus to go `ome to you


7.  At the Pub.

We were all sitting around chatting together, when we started sharing what
really gave us most satisfaction and pleasure in our fun together.

"I remember one guy, who was a bit unusual," said Tom.

We all looked at him, knowing quite well that one of his stories was about
to follow.

"One evening I'd gone to this pub in Malton.  It were beginning to get a
bit of a reputation as a possible meeting place for gay men.  I suppose
today you'd call it a - gay friendly pub.'  I `ad a car by this time, a
calapped out old banger it were.  Colin, do you remember that old Ford I
`ad?"

"Yea.  You had it for years if I remember," said Colin.

"Well I'd gone in that.  Only half an hour or so to get to Malton.  I went
into t'pub, and ordered myself t'usual pint of bitter.  I went and sat down
in a corner, where I could watch all that was going on.  There were a few
guys in the pub, and a couple of lasses with their lads if I remember
rightly.  I sat there in my corner for about ten minutes watching what was
going on.  Then in comes a guy.  He were quite a bit taller than me, and
I'd guess he were a year or two younger.  Nice looking guy, fair `aired.
He went up to t'bar, and while t'landlord were pulling t'pint, this guy
looked round t'pub, taking in who was in t'place.  T'landlord put the pint
on the bar, and this guy turned, and payed `im for it.  Then taking t'glass
in `is `and `e comes over towards me.  `Can I join you?' he says.  `Course,
you can,'I replied.  And `e sat down alongside me.

"He downed a good third of `is pint, and wiped the froth from his lips with
t'back of `is `and.  `I needed that,' `e said.  `Same `ere, thirsty
weather.'  `Come far?' `e asked.  `Loftend,' I replied.  `I've come from
Maryton, know it?' he said.  `I know of it, `aven't ever been there,' I
replied.

"So we sat there, talking about this and that.  When we'd finished our
pints, I said, `Like another?'  `Yea, ta.'  So I got up and got another
couple of pints of bitter.  I made my way back to the corner where we was
sitting and placed the drinks on t'table.  I sat down, when I sat down our
legs touched.  `E didn't pull `is away, which is what a lot of guys would
`ave done.  We continued talking.  `E were married like me.  We both `ad
kids.  We talked about where we came from, and as we'd both done National
Service we talked about that."

"Did you tell him all you'd done, with the storeman, and the sailor, and
the officer in Malaya?" asked Kevin.

"No. I didn't.  I didn't know which way he swung, then.  When we'd finished
our second pints, he got up and got us both a third.  When `e came back, `e
definitely sat closer.  When our legs touched under the table, I just moved
mine so we were touching a bit more.  After a couple of minutes he moved
his so it rubbed up and down against mine a couple of times.  Then after a
few moments I did the same to `im.

" `I think we both might like the same thing,' `e says with a whisper in my
ear.  `I reckon so,' I replied, `Where can we go?'  `I know a place a
couple of miles out of town, quiet and privare like,' `e said.  `Okay then,
you lead t'way.'  We finished our beers, and out we went.

"We went out to our cars, and `e led the way.  it were only a few miles out
of town, when `e turned off up a quite lane.  `E soon pulled off where
there was quite a lot of sort of common land, you know with gorse bushes,
and so on.  I followed `im.  He stopped.  I stopped.  He got out of `is
car.  `Let's get in t'back of your'n,' he said.  I got out and into t`back
of my car, `e got in t'other side.  We was straight into each others arms,
kissing away, nice and cosy like.

"Soon our `ands were feeling each other.  could feel `e `ad a good sized
piece of equipment `tween `is legs.  `E were soon unzipping me.  At least I
think `e were, I think t'age of buttons were now over; but I'm not sure.  I
unzipped `im, and we both enjoyed playing with other's cock.  `Let's get
these britches and kecks right down, so we can get at each other, proper
like,' `e said.  We pulled our kecks down, so we was sitting in t'back of
car with just our shirts on our tops, and our kecks round our ankles.  I
reached across, and felt `is cock and then `is balls properly.  No bloody
clothes in t'way!  When I touched `is balls `e groaned slightly, like as `e
liked it.  I continued to feel `is balls."

"What were they like, big and hairy?" asked Kevin.

"No they was quite small.  `e certainly liked me playing with them.  Then
`e eased himself forward on the seat, so that just t'back of `is bum were
on the seat.  And `e opened `is legs as wide as `e could.  I felt further
back, you know, behind `is balls, top of `is thighs, and back towards `is
arse `ole."

"His perineum," said Archie.

"Okay, `is perry what's it.  Trust you, your holiness, to come out with
some long Latin word for it."

"Actually it is from the Greek, via the Latin", said Archie in a soft
voice.

"I always thought you'd swallowed a dictionary, between all the sex you `ad
as a youth," said Tom with a big wink at Archie.  "Anyway, this guy were
liking what I were doing.  He were groaning away, and muttering things
like, `That's great,' `Do it more.'  `E put `is `ead back and in the dim
light I could see a smile of bliss on `is face.  The lighter I touched and
felt `im, the greater `is groans.  `E were loving it.  I thought, `I'm onto
a winner `ere.  This guy really likes what I'm doing.  So I just kept at
it.  Stroking `is balls, and `is perry long name, as gently as I could.  I
reckon if I could've used a feather `e would `ave been even more pleased.
I continued doing it for some time.  There's summat good in giving another
guy exactly what `e wants.  I just carried on enjoying `is enjoyment."

"You're right in what you're saying there, Tom," said Archie, "It is more
blessed to give than to receive."

"Glad you're still reading your Bible, Vic, and haven't been thorough
corrupted by that sexy young devil sitting next to you."

We all laughed.

"Anyway, I just carried on, like.  Then after some relly big groans of
delight `e said, `Toss me off now, please.'  I put my `and to `is cock, but
I'd only done three, perhaps, four strokes, when 'e cum.  I felt `is cock
jerk twice, where that load went I only discovered the next day.  One great
gob of it were on t'dashboard, and t'other on the back of one of the front
seats.  T'rest of `is cum poured out over my `and.  There were masses of
it.  `I don't think you must `ave come for about a month, all that lot of
spunk,' I said.  `I tossed myself,' last night `e said.  He put `is `ead
back.  `That were great, wonderful.  One of the best.'  I `eld `is cock not
knowing what to do with my spunky `and.  We must `ave stayed there for
several minutes, while `e recovered.  When `e came to, `e said, `Now your
turn.  Would you like me to suck you off?'  `That'd be great,' I said.  He
was good at it as well.  It was a good time that night in the back of t'old
Ford, but the car